I should be flogged. I'm super bold. I know. In my defence, I have been working a LOAD (I can't seem to escape the place) and the computer (that's connected to the internet) in work died before christmas. But I came in this morning and there was new computer. Well, I say new, it looks we got it from 1996 and it's MASSIVE. Like a spaceship. I've named it Donovan. :)
Also, got slightly inspired watching 'No Ordinary Family'. The lovely Autumn Reeser is fab in it, and she is excatly who I see as Lydia. :)
Thank you for the reviews! Enjoy!
Chapter Twenty - All the Wild Horses
"Can you believe they're getting married?" Jess asked as he got into bed beside Lydia.
"Yes." She smiled, setting her book aside and adjusting her glasses. "What I can't believe is that they're getting married on Wednesday. So much to do, so little time. Plus I have less speed these days."
"Well, we'll help out. I mean Sookie's not turning down the food, and Lorelai's done loads of weddings."
"I know. I just putting on my wedding planner hat."
"What weddings have you planned?" Jess asked, his eyebrow quirked in amusement.
"Rory and Matthew's." She smiled. "And Joey and Pacey on 'Dawson's Creek'. Oh and Hermione and Ron's in Harry Potter." She laughed holding up her book.
"So all fictional weddings, in your head."
"And ours." She kissed his cheek, opening her book again.
"Ours? You planned what exactly?"
"Well, we had to get rings and we needed a place to actually get married. I guessing that required some sort of planning." Lydia shrugged, turning the page. "Now, ssh, Harry's about to play giant wizard chess. Peanut and I are very excited."
"Sure. Peanut's excited." Jess smirked, picking up his own book, and flipping to the page marked with a credit card receipt.
"We need a marriage license." Lydia told no one in particular on Monday morning over breakfast. On Sunday she had sat with Sookie planning a menu and with Simon calling people to invite them to the wedding.
"What?" Jess glanced up from his book.
"Marriage license." She repeated. "I thought you and Rory could do that?"
"Sure." Rory nodded. "How do we get one?"
"Town Magistrate." Lydia replied, crossing an item of the list in her bright purple Filofax, normally used to keep track of assignments, exam dates and teacher meeting, though it was now filled with wedding lists, notes on pink sticky notes, and items highlighted with gold stars. Jess groaned and she glanced up. "What now?"
"Town Magistrate?" He asked, "Isn't that..."
"Taylor." Rory confirmed. "Yeah."
"This could be fun." Jess smirked.
"See? I like when my little worker bees are happy. Now, report back when you've it sorted. I have to go." Lydia drained the last of her tea and stood up. "Lots and lots to do."
"Hold it." Jess stopped her. "What have you to do?"
"Flowers, alcohol and music. Plus I have to sort out the bachelor/bachelor parties."
"Parties?" Jess questioned. "Can't they have a joint one?"
"No." Lydia shook her head, "As of six pm tomorrow they can't see each other until they're getting hitched. You and Math are taking out Chris, me and Rory are getting Simon."
"Then you only need to figure out one party. Me and Math'll handle Chris'."
"You're just gonna take him for beers though, right?" Lydia frowned.
"Well, yeah." Jess shrugged. "That's what he likes."
"Fine." Lydia sighed, crossing one 'bachelor' of her list.
"Hey, Lyds, if you want I could think of something for Simon?" Rory offered. "I know all the cool spots in town."
Jess smirked back her, "Stars Hollow has cool spots?"
"If you know where to look. Actually, they've just reopened the place we went to for my mom's first bachelorette party."
"First?" Lydia asked.
"Yeah, long story. But, the place is cocktails and dancing."
"Sounds perfect." Lydia grinned, crossing off the second 'bachelor' from her list. "Remember to call me when you get the licence sorted." She smiled and gave Jess a quick kiss. "Later."
"Bye." Jess replied as she left and he sat back down beside Rory. "Where's Mathew? How'd he get out of helping?"
"He has actual work to do. You do remember you have a business?"
"The poetry reading thing." Jess nodded in realisation.
"Yeah, he's trying to book a few more poets and then get the word out. He was phoning radio stations when I left."
"Maybe I should give him a hand?" Jess stood up but Rory grabbed his hand.
"No way. He can handle it. You're giving me a hand. We need to find Taylor and persuade him into giving us a marriage license by tomorrow. And I'm pretty sure, that with Taylor, nothing happens that quickly."
"Okay. Come on."
"Hey Lane."Lydia waved as she entered the diner. "Uncle Luke." She nodded to Luke, who was taking an order from a couple sitting at the window.
"Hi, what can I get you?" Lane asked as Lydia reached the counter.
"A tea, to go. Lots to do."
"The wedding. Luke mentioned it." Lane nodded, placing a tea bag into a paper cup.
"Yeah, I actually wanted to ask a favour. Would Hep Alien be the wedding band?"
"Oh." Lane set the cup down in front of Lydia. "We can't. Sorry. Gill's on vacation with his family and Brian is on some business trip."
"That's fine. It was just a thought anyway. I mean we're just using a CD for the ceremony, and Kirk said he would DJ for me."
"No, don't let Kirk DJ." Lane warned.
"Okay, maybe I can blackmail one of Empire's DJ's into coming down."
"I can DJ."Lane smiled.
"Really?"
"I haven't in a while, but I still have music taste and equipment. And Zach plays a pretty awesome acoustic set, if you want something other than a CD for the ceremony?"
"Seriously?"
"Yeah." Lane laughed. "Send me over a list of songs and I'm sure Zach will know them."
"I have the list. Or songs. I guess." Lydia pulled a page from her planner. "I said CD, I meant I was gonna download them to Mathew's Iphone, and play the songs through some speakers. They wanna start the ceremony with 'Wild Horses'."
"The Stones?"
"Well they wanted The Sundays version. It's more..."
"Relaxing?" Lane nodded in agreement, "Better for a wedding."
"Yeah, but it doesn't matter since Zach's singing."
"Yeah, I guess. To end?"
"Velvet Underground. 'I'm Sticking With You'."
"Original arrangement?" Lane smiled.
"Please. While I loved the version you did at the engagement party, I think the slower version is more appropriate."
"No, problem. I'll let him know." Lane slipped the piece of paper into her pocket.
"Thanks. Can I also ask if he'd play the song for the first dance? Band of Horses, 'Part One'? I'll sing if he plays."
"Sure. Why Bands of Horses?"
"Their first date was a Band of Horses' gig." Lydia shrugged. "I set them up. Thought it might be nice."
"No problem. What time's everything start?"
"Ceremony starts at two and then dinner's after that. Dancing will start about six. And you're totally invited to the wedding, you and Zach are coming for the meal and then you're working your butt off."
"We can't go to the wedding." Lane shook her head.
"Of course you can. I'm inviting you. Get there about one. We're having pre-wedding drinks. If I can find any alcohol. Doose's seems to be the only place."
"Talk to Miss Patti." Lane advised. "She had a big party for her birthday this year, and she hired a catering company that just catered drinks. Waitstaff, bartenders, the works."
"You are my hero!" Lydia grinned. "Thank you. And hey, Rory and I are taking Simon out tomorrow night. Last night as a free man. Wanna come?"
"Sure." Lane smiled, pouring coffee for a man sitting at the counter.
"Good. I'll see you later." Lydia waved and headed back onto the street, walking towards the dance studio.
"Taylor!" Rory called out as she ran across the road to catch up to the man as he passed the town gazebo.
"Rory!" Taylor smiled. "What a pleasant... Jess." His smiled dropped as Jess joined them.
"Taylor." He nodded, smirking slightly at Rory.
"I was wondering if you could help us?" Rory smiled, "We heard you're the man to go to if you need to get a marriage license."
"You two are getting married?"
"No." Rory shook her head, "Jess is married."
"Pregnant redhead, this tall," Jess indicated Lydia's height with his hand, "nose stuck in a Harry Potter book?"
"What's with that anyway?" Rory glanced at Jess.
"She's reading them to Peanut."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah, and she reads aloud too." Jess told her.
"And you haven't tried to read anything to Peanut?" Rory smirked.
"No." Jess shook his head. "Well, maybe, a little Salinger. I mean any kid of mine is gonna read 'Catcher in the Rye' eventually, why not start now?"
"What did Lydia do?"
"She hit me over the head with Harry Potter." Jess sighed. "She's insane but..."
"You love her." Rory teased, reaching up to pinch his cheek. "So cute that you lo-" Rory was interrupted by Taylor clearing his throat.
"Can I actually help you two? Or are you just trying to distract me so someone can glue everything in my store to the shelves. Or cover the place in post it notes."
"Post it notes?" Jess mused, causing Taylor to let out a sigh of frustration and walk away.
"Behave." Rory warned Jess before following Taylor again. "Taylor! No one's playing a prank on you. Our friends, Chris and Simon are getting married. They want to get married in Stars Hollow. The day after tomorrow." Rory smiled at him. "They need a marriage licence."
"Yes they do" Taylor agreed. "But they have get it themselves. They have to sign for it. Along with the officiant."
"Oh." Rory glanced up at Jess. "Do you know who's marrying them?"
"No." Jess shook his head. "Listen, Taylor we need this licence. And they're in Hartford until this evening. Can you not sort it out, and they can come sign it tomorrow?"
"I'm afraid not. Both parties have to be present when applying. Those are the rules. We can't overlook them. Good day." Taylor took off, quickly crossing the road and entering the market.
"Now what?" Rory moaned.
"No idea." Jess shrugged. "But I do know that Lyd's will not be happy."
"Did you get it?" Lydia arrived at the diner almost two hours later, to find Rory and Jess having lunch with Lily and April. "You never called." She kissed Jess on the head before pulling up a chair beside him, dropping her bag at her feet and setting her Filofax on the table.
"No." Jess sighed.
"No, you didn't call?" Lydia smiled, "Or, no you didn't get the licence." She stated, after seeing the look of guilt on Jess' face. "What happened?"
"Taylor." Jess rolled his eyes. "He's such a dic...tator. A dictator." Jess glanced at his smirking sister. "He said Chris and Simon had to apply themselves."
"What? Did you explain that-"
"We didn't get a chance Lyds."
"Rory!" Lydia banged her hand on the table and glared at her friend.
"What?" Rory exclaimed.
"Well, I'm blaming you." Lydia pointed at her.
"What did I do?"
"Jess is a guy. That means he was going to fail, and wasn't to be trusted. I expected you to have my back!"
"I did! I do!" Rory panicked. "But Taylor is a stickler for rules. There was nothing we could have said."
Lydia let out a sigh of frustration. "Where is Taylor?"
Rory stood up and craned her neck to look into the Soda Shop. "He's not next door, so I'm guessing the market. Why? What are you going to do?"
"I'm just going to pay him a little visit." Lydia smiled, pushing her chair out and standing up. She grabbed both her bag and planner and headed outside.
Rory pointed after her. "Should we...?"
"Yeah, I think we better." Jess nodded, balling his napkin and tossing onto his plate. They both followed Lydia out of the diner.
April stared after them and then turned to Lily. "Are they always that..." She paused, searching for the right word.
"Melodramatic?" Lily supplied. "Yeah, though, Lyds kicked it up a notch with, you know, Peanut."
"I have a new found respect for you."
"Thank you." Lily grinned, biting into a fry. "But you know, they're not that bad really."
"Taylor? Mr Doose?" Taylor turned at the sound of his name and Lydia pushed her hair behind her ear and walked towards him. "Hi, Mr Doose. I'm Lydia." She held out her hand to shake his. "I'm Jess' wife. Jess Mariano?"
"Oh yes." Taylor nodded. "What can I do for you?"
"Well, I know that Jess and Rory came to see you about a marriage licence and-"
"As I told them earlier, the couple have to apply themselves, in person, for the licence."
"I know." Lydia nodded, flipping open her Filofax to one of her lists. "They have to be there with photographic ID and well is this the information needed?" She held out her list for Taylor to read."
"Yes, that seems to be everything." He nodded.
"You see, I see I have pregnancy brain, and I forgot to tell Jess and Rory that they couldn't get the licence themselves. I wanted them to see if it would be possible for Chris and Simon to go tomorrow morning and apply and then have it picked up at about noon on Wednesday?"
"We normally need a week to to process it."
"Is there nothing you do? You see, I got them together, and I sort of promised that I would get this wedding together, by Wednesday. You can't help a girl out, can you? I will have them there, washed, dressed, shoes shined, spit spot at eight thirty tomorrow morning. But the officiant won't be arriving until Wednesday, but I can march him over to the Town Hall the minute he arrives."
"Who is the officiant?" Taylor inquired.
"Judge Nathan Howard. From Long Island. He's an uncle of one of the grooms."
"One of the grooms?" Taylor blinked. "I thought Chris was a... So this would be two..."
"Men." Lydia nodded. "Yeah, Chris is a man. And so is Simon. And they're getting married. That's not a problem is it?"
"Oh no. The town troubadour married his boyfriend last year. Wonderful ceremony. However they applied for their licence a month in advance."
"You know," Lydia glanced around her, spotting Jess and Lydia outside through the window, "I still need to get the alcohol for the bachelor parties. I was gonna get it here, but I could always just get Jess to drive me somewhere out of town..." Lydia smiled at Taylor.
"I guess I'll be seeing you at eight thirty then, Ms. Mariano."
Lydia grinned at shook his hand again. "Pleasure doing business Mr. Doose. And you know, I think everyone's crazy. That cardigan is totally becoming."
"Yes, well, call if you need help with your purchase."
"Oh, I was gonna get it tomorr..." Lydia trailed off when Taylor arched an eyebrow at her. "Now's fine." She sighed as Taylor turned and headed towards the store room. Lydia glanced back to Jess and Rory, who were in deep conversation over a book in Jess' hand. She pushed her hair over her shoulders and walked towards the fridges. She stopped in front of the fridge containing beer and stared into it, not recognising a lot of the brands of beer for sell.
"I don't think Doose's sells non alcoholic beer." A voice beside her chuckled. Glancing up she sees the tall man Lane had pointed out on Friday. Fred, Dean, Lydia mentally corrected herself.
"What?" She blinked up at him.
"Non alcoholic beer." He pointed at her baby bump. "Unless you're one of those moms who drinks, which is cool." He put his hands up in defence.
"No, I'm not drinking. I just had to get a marriage licence from Taylor and in order to get it I have to buy beer. Bachelor parties."
"Parties?" He frowned.
"Yeah, two grooms." She nodded. "But the troubadour married his BF so this is old news for the SH."
"The SH." Dean chuckled. "I like that. So you know Taylor?"
"Well, my husband has family in town, and the guys getting married are friends of ours. They kinda fell in love with the place and decided to get married. With three days to plan. And since I own a Filofax," Lydia waved her planner, "apparently that means I'm organised and so I was left to do a lot of the-"
"Organising?" Dean finished with a laugh.
"Yeah." Lydia smirked. "I don't mind, but I'll be glad when it's done."
"I bet." He grinned. "I'm Dean."
"Lydia." She replied.
"You need hand carrying anything?"
"Oh no, I have some worker bees about. I can give them a call."
"It's no prob-" He stopped abruptly, spotting something over her head. He scoffed and shook his head. "Typical."
"Typical?" Lydia peered up at him, before turning to glance behind her. He was looking at Jess and Rory, still in a heated debate. "Something wrong?" She turned back to Dean.
"No." He shook his head. "I should have figured they would end up together."
"They're not together." Lydia told, with a shrug of her shoulder.
"What? They look like they're pretty together."
"No, they look like they're talking books." She gestured to Rory snapping the book from Jess' hand.
"That's what together looks like for them." Dean sneered. "Why do you care anyway?"
"Remember that husband with family in town?"
"You're married to Jess?" Dean stretched out the last syllable of Jess' name.
"Yeah. Lydia Mariano. He even knocked me up."
"Well, I'd be careful. You never know with those two."
"Okay, not only is that insulting to both Jess and Rory, but to me and Mathew."
"Who's Mathew?"
"Rory's boyfriend. You think we'd be stupid enough to not catch an affair?"
Dean shrugged, and smirked down at the red head. "It's happened before."
"Just because you cheated on your wife with Rory, that doesn't mean my husband's going to do the same! And, you were the married one. Rory was single, remember? You fed her a load of bull."
"Whatever. Don't say I didn't warn you." He turned on his heel and out of the shop.
"Lydia?"
She jumped at the sound of her name and spun around to see Jess and Rory staring at her. "Hey guys." She gave them a slight smile."You hear much of that?"
"From 'Just because you cheated'." Jess smirked.
She groaned and looked ay Rory. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be. I slept with him." Rory shrugged. "But how did you know that?"
"Miss Patti and Babbette kinda love me." She grinned. "They got me earlier today. And they told me, that he told you he was leaving his wife."
"How do they know that?"
"Dunno." Lydia shrugged. "But Miss Patti's phone does pick up other people's conversations. They're a dangerous pair to have around." She pulled open the fridge and lift two packs of beer and passed them to Jess. "He seemed so nice."
"Who?" Rory asked as she took a pack from Lydia.
"Dean. He was nice to me, and there I was thinking 'God, maybe I could get him and Jess and Rory to be friends and then the town will name a festival after me'. But no, he was a jerk," she handed Rory another pack, "mean and bitter. And Dean is a terrible name." She lifted one final pack of beer out of the fridge and closed the door.
"What's his name got to do with anything?" Jess smirked.
"Nothing. Just that when I meet a Dean, I'll not like them because they're called Dean. It's Susie Tanor all over again."
"Susie Tanor?" Jess asked putting the beer on the check out desk.
"She teased me in fifth grade and now I hate all Susies."
"Right. Why are buying all this beer?" He took the last pack from her.
"Oh, we have to, so Chris and Si can get married on Wednesday."
"Taylor blackmail you?" Rory laughed.
"Sort of. This is for the bachelor party."
"I thought everyone was going out?" Jess frowned and he pulled out his wallet to pay.
"No, we're going out." Lydia gestured to herself and Rory. "Your bachelors are staying at The Dragonfly and getting buzzed on cheap beer."
Jess rolled his eyes. "Great."
"Oh, come on. I'll get you some poker chips and cigars. They'll love it."
"Fine."
"You know who'll love it?" Rory grinned. "Michel!"
"Hey Jess, Lyds in there?" Simon asked after knocking on the door to their room that evening.
"Yeah, she's in the bathroom. Come in, I'm have to go find Mathew. Poet thing." Jess smiled. "Lyds, I'm gone. Simon's here to see you."
"Thanks." Simon nodded, walking to the bed and sitting down, laying the garment bag he was carrying out beside him.
"Hey." Lydia grinned as she came back into the room. "You get your suits? Rings?"
"Yeah, and I got you this." He held up the bag and unzipped it revealing a golden yellow dress with a deep 'v' and wide shoulders.
"That's the same colour as the boutineers I order for you guys."
"I know, I figured my maid of honour would have to match me in some way." Simon grinned.
"What? Maid of...What?"
Simon laughed and pulled his friend to site down. "Lyds, I have no brothers or sisters, and Chris is having Mathew as his best man, and I want my best friend up there beside me when I get married. Will you? Be there?"
"Do I have to make a speech?" She laughed. "Of course I'll do it. Thank you for the dress. It's beautiful."
"I also got you these." Simon placed a shoe box on her lap.
"I get shoes?" She laughed, glancing down at the box. "Simon, you're taking these back."
"No, I'm not." He lifted the lid showing her the grey suede pump. "We wanted to get you something to say thank you for everything. I figured they'd match the dress."
"YSL? They're too expensive."
"Got them on sale." Simon smiled.
Lydia raised her eyebrow and stared at him. "Really?"
"Yeah."
"I could not believe you less."
"Chris and I don't care. You're keeping the shoes."
"Thank you." She smiled, setting the shoes down and stepping into them. "Oh, I've missed heels. Jess will not let me wear these." She sighed, admiring the almost five inch heels.
"It's one afternoon." Simon shrugged. "And you can change into ballet flats if you want. We still wanted to get you them."
"I love them. Thank you again."
"Welcome." Simon stood and placed a kiss on her forehead. "I like having you at this height." He grinned. "You wanna go get dinner?"
"Sure." Lydia picked up her sweater and pulled it on.
"You gonna change your shoes?"
"Nope." She called back, pulling open the door and heading down the stairs.
"Will I see you tonight?" Mathew, ran his hand along Rory's arm as they sat in the gazebo on Tuesday afternoon.
"Probably. I mean you guys are staying at the inn and I can't imagine that Lydia will want to stay out late partying." Rory smiled, closing her eyes and leaning her head back on his shoulder.
"I guess not. I just missed you last night."
"Sorry," Rory sat up and looked straight at him, "I just haven't seen mom in ages."
"It's fine, Ror, I just missed you is all." He pressed a kiss to her temple.
"Is that Jamie?" She squinted across to a car that had pulled up on the other side of the street.
"Yeah, with Abby and Sam?" Mathew stood up. "Jamie!" He waved and the blonde waved in return. Rory picked up her bag and they walked to the three. "What are you doing here?" Mathew asked when they reached them.
"Lyds called about the wedding. I think we're here to make up numbers for the bachelor party."
"Parties." Mathew corrected. "And awesome. Because, unlike your sister, you suck a poker."
"You're playing poker?" Jamie moaned. "What you doing then?" He asked Rory.
"We're taking Simon out for cocktails and dancing."
"Excellent." Abby grinned. "Too bad honey." She patted Jamie on the shoulder.
"Hey, Sam, Lily doesn't know you're coming, right?" Mathew asked the teenager.
"No, why?"
"I figured she would have mentioned you coming." He grinned. "Everyone's at the diner, if you wanna head over?"
"Yeah." Jamie nodded and he, Abby and Rory walked ahead of Mathew and Sam.
"Oh my...Jamie's here!" Lily hit April from their spot behind the counter.
"Lydia's brother?" April leaned forward to look closer. "He is hot!"
"I told you." Lily smirked.
"Who's the kid with Mathew?" April nodded out the window.
"Who?" Lily looked over and then threw the rag she was holding at April. "Sam!" She shouted, running out from behind the counter and out the door causing Jess and Lydia to stare out after her.
"Oh, Jamie's here." Lydia waved to he brother. "I told him to bring Sam." She explained as everyone, except Sam and Lily, who were still outside, joined them. "Hey guys." She greeted as Jamie kissed her cheek.
"I hope you haven't stressed yourself out." Jamie warned as he sat down.
"I'm fine. How was your drive?"
"Good." Abby told her. "This place is so pretty."
"I know," Lydia agreed,"I could move here."
"We're not moving to Stars Hollow." Jess warned and Lily and Sam came in.
"Hey Sam." Lydia smiled.
"Hi." He nodded, before Lily dragged him over to meet April.
"Okay, I have to go and pick up a few things for tonight." Lydia stood up and kissed Jess' head.
"Like what?" Jess looked up at her.
"Feather boas, tiaras. That sort of thing. Wanna come Ror?"
"Yeah. See you guys later." She waved and left the diner with Lydia.
"You guys want to get settled in?" Jess asked Jamie who nodded and he, Abby and Mathew all left the diner.
"Hey, Sam, we're gonna head up to the inn." Jess called to him
"Oh," Lily glanced up. "I thought Sam would be staying with us?"
Jess raised one eyebrow at his sister. "At the diner? Alone?"
"Forgot my bag!" Lydia breezed back into the diner. "What's going on?"
"Lil seems to think Sam will be staying upstairs with her all night." Jess told his wife.
"And April!" Lily pointed to her friend.
"Like that matters." Jess scoffed.
"She has a point Jess." Lydia said quietly.
"What?" Jess stared down at her.
"Well, April will be there all night. And there are no walls in that apartment. They'll be fine."
"Lydia-"
"Jess, they'll be fine. Right?" She shot a look at Lily.
"I swear, nothing will happen." Lily pressed her hand to her chest.
Jess sighed. "Fine. I'm not gonna win this." He glanced at Lydia. "See you later." He kissed her cheek and then left.
"Thanks, Lyds." Lily smiled.
"Don't make me regret it." Lydia warned before leaving.
The next day, just after one thirty, Lydia pushed open the door to Simon's room. "How you feeling?" She smiled at him.
"I'm going to be sick." He sighed, starting to pace the room.
"No, you're not. Stand still, I have your boutineer." Lydia grabbed his arm and placed the yellow flower in his button hole. "There." She smiled, straightening his tie. "You look very dapper."
"How is everyone?"
"Enjoying cocktails and canapes. Everyone is fine. Everything is fine. The cake is here, your uncle is here, your licence is here, all you have to do is say 'I do'."
"How's Chris?"
"You're doing a very good impression of him right now." Lydia laughed as the door knocked.
"Hey." Lily popped her head around the door. "Just here to take a few pictures." She held up her camera.
"Sure." Lydia waved her in. "This will take your mind of worrying." She glanced up at Simon, who had turned a shade of grey to match his suit. "Or maybe not."
After twenty minutes, Simon had calmed down and Lily had taken her pictures. Lydia brushed some invisible lint of his jacket and grinned at him. "Come on, let's get you married."
"Okay." He sighed and slipped his arm through her offered one.
Lydia choked back a tear as she watched Simon and Chris exchange vows and rings, but couldn't control the tears that fell as Judge Howard declared her two friends married. She caught Jess' eye and and give him a small wave, before wiping a tear and clapping as the newly weds kissed. Mathew took her arm and lead her back down the aisle behind Chris and Simon, as Zach sang The Velvet Underground song.
"It was beautiful, wasn't it?" She whispered up to Mathew as Lily snapped pictures of Simon and Chris.
"Yeah, they look happy." He agreed as Rory and Jess joined.
"Nice Hollywood tears Murphy." Jess teased.
"Shut it." Lydia pouted. "It's all Peanut's fault."
"Okay." Jess grinned, putting his arms around her shoulder. "You looked great up there." He told her quietly and she smiled up at him.
"Thanks." She sighed, before being dragged away to have to photograph taken.
After dinner, when the floor had been cleared for dancing, Lydia made her way to the stage with Zach behind her. "Hey," she spoke into the mircophone, holding her champagne flute of apple juice, "I'm Lydia, maid of honour. And I just wanted to say a few words before Simon and Chris' first dance. Audrey Hepburn once said "Nothing is impossible, the word itself says 'I'm possible'." And that made me think of when I first told Chris I had met the perfect guy for him at my yoga class, and he said 'impossible'.
"He didn't think that a guy who did yoga would be right for him. He wasn't interested. And Simon wasn't interested in someone who wasn't interested in him. But I knew better. So with a little jiggery pokery and some slight of hand I got them to meet and it was magic. And history. And I got to see it all happen and now they're married. I can't think of any two people more deserving of happiness. I'm going to leave you with a few more words of wisdom from the fabulous Ms. Hepburn, 'the most important thing is to enjoy your life—to be happy—it's all that matters' and 'Paris is always a good idea'. To Simon and Chris!" She raised her glass and everyone else followed suit. Simon blew her a kiss and and she grinned back. "Now, if the happy couple will take to the floor, their first dance is about to being."
Simon took Chris hand and lead him to the floor as Zach started to play. Both men stared up at Lydia and she simply smiled before she stared to sing.
"To the bottom the earth I had to fall, but you really caught me, you really caught me, dear..."
"Wanna dance?" Mathew smirked, holding his hand out for Rory, as Lane started to play Camera Obscura's 'I love how you love me'.
"Sure." Rory smiled, taking his hand and walking to the floor and placing her arms around his neck.
"I love you Rory Gilmore." Mathew sighed into her, halfway through the song.
"I love how weddings make you sappy." Rory laughed.
"They do not."
"They do." Rory teased. "But I love you too." She pressed a kissed against his lips. "Move in with me?" She said suddenly.
"What?" Mathew pulled back slightly to look at her.
"Move in with me?"
"Rory, where has this come from?"
"I dunno." She shrugged, biting on her lower lip. "I was thinking about it, and Chris is moving out and you'll be by yourself. You guys could renovated upstairs, use it for the business. Or not. It was only an idea."
"Yes."
Rory looked up and blinked. "What?"
"Yes. When we get back to Philadelphia, I'll move in with you." Mathew grinned, kissing her.
"Really?"
"I'm not promising marriage or anything-"
"No." Rory interrupted him. "I don't... I love you."
"I love you too." He smiled as the song came to an end.
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